Unfortunately, I upset J tonight. I spoke to him as gently as I knew how about a problem we seem to be having over and over again. He took it personally. I knew he would, but I felt that I needed to broach the subject with him. I am also at fault in this issue, and I told him that I would support whatever solution he came up with, but that something had to change.

The whole conversation took maybe 5 -10 minutes. But his mood was ruined for the remainder of the evening.  It stinks because I had thought that we were sailing toward sex on day six.

But it was not to be. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.